
We went to a great Arabic restaurant out in the hills of Amman. The bread was fabulous there. Cooked in a hot rock oven. With some humus and some baba ghanounsh it was even better.

100% rise here in each piece of bread.

Below the place was a local Bedouin campsite. They go up the hills in the summer and down in the valleys in the winter.

It was a great evening with our friends from Amman.

Aariff , Basma , their oldest daughter Diana, son Damioan, and little ? I can't remember her name but I will as soon i ask Sam. They moved to the US on the 18th of this month. See you there.
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